I wanna share the story with y'all. The story when i was at the hospital, going in for surgery to remove a bone fragment from my heart, the little story behind that is. When i was in boxing i got hit so hard on my chest that my rib broke and my bone snapped into two. Well the pointy part of one of the bones punctured my heart and broke off. So for the following months i didn't know that happened. I kept feeling bad pains in my heart, i kept coughing up blood. It got to where i couldn't take it anymore so i went to the hospital, to get it checked out and a few days later this is what happens.


Day 1 Monday: (4:00 AM) I wake up knowing whats to come for the following days. Scared and nervous i was. Sitting in the car for 30 minutes on the way to the hospital, horrible drive I've ever taken. I felt like jumping out and running home. That scared?, yes. I tell you now i HATE hospitals. From the time i had surgery done till now. Well.. times up, I'm sitting there praying to god to help me through this, dreading to open the passenger car door. My hands shake, as i look down i think the worse things possible (not a never good thing to do before going into the hospital), my mom look at me and says "Sammy everything will be ok, i promise. God is with you on this" or something like that, don't really remember everything everyone has said. I look back at her with a blank expression on my face. She knew i didn't wanna be in there. Smile i did and nodded. I open the door to get out of the car, one foot came out slowly then the other. I stood facing the HOSPITAL red neon sign. Staring. My mother gets out and walks to where i am, "come on, lets go" she said, her voice low as if she was also scared. For a moment i froze, my eyes still fixed on the neon sign. Uncontrollably my feet start moving closer and closer towards the sliding doors. My heart beats faster and faster. (By the way when i was fixed on the neon sign, my mother said it was as if i was a little kid looking at a toy hes been wanting for awhile, eyes wide, mouth a little open.) Next thing i know I'm not staring at the sign anymore I'm sitting, waiting, watching my mother fill out paperwork. I feel my body sliding down the leather black chair. My eye start closing, A cool breeze rushes past me, I'm guessing it was my mother returning the paperwork. As time passes by i look at the cell phone thats in my pocket. Time 5:12 AM if i remember correctly. I shut the phone and shove it back into my pocket, these next moment for me was also a disturbing time "Fontaney!" my name was called. In the chair i sat in, i turn and look to see a female nurse. She calls my name again, i didn't wanna move or get up but i had to. I start standing up, my legs begin to buckle. I walked slowly to her. "Right this way please." She said with a confident voice. Alls i do is look at her and follow, same goes with my mother. I keep thinking in my head "whats gonna happen to me? Am i gonna be ok? Am i gonna come out of this alive and well?" looking at the floor her feet stop, i look up. She had a smile on her face like if she is really happy, her arm spread into a door way. "Right in here" her voice was calm. I step into the cold room, looking around and seeing a bin where they keep dirty needles, a scale, a bed, desk with sink, well pretty much like a doctors office. "Up, right on here" she pats the bed. Looking at it, i nod and do so. She checks my pulse and does what the other nurses do. "the doctor will be in with you shortly" she implied. "alright" my voice was to low, my mom and the nurse just looked at me. Nurse lady left. I sit there moving my legs back and forth, back and forth also holding my hands together, playing with my fingers. "Sam don't worry everything will be ok, just relax" said mother "relax?... RELAX?! how can i relax when I'm about to have surgery on my chest?!" i yelled without knowing, still scared for my life. "Sammy.. i know this scary for you but just please try" i listened to her voice, it sounded as if she was about to cry. My head turns to her, i jump down from the bed and hug her telling her that shes right, that everything will be ok. *knock, knock* the door opened slowly. There standing before me was a man in blue scrubs and one of those white coats, with a name tag. Glasses he also had, maybe in hes Mid 40's early 50's. An oldie i thought to myself. There beside him was the same nurse as before with supplies, weird rob thing, a tray with a shots, the IV, and the wrist band. "Ah. this must be Samuel, how are you doing? I'm Doctor Mendez, call me Seth if you like" The whole time I'm thinking. "Well Doctor, I'm effing scared as hell, i would love to punch you in the face for acting like everything is ok and a wee bit afraid for my life, how about you?" but no i didn't say that, i shook his hand and replied with "Um.. good i guess" knowing that i was lying to myself. One last time i check the phone while he was talking to my mother about the operation they where gonna do. Time is now 5:58 AM. "Samuel?. Samuel?.." his voice became more clear to me, i was only paying attention to the time i blocked everything else out, "yes?" i replied back. "Ah i thought we had lost you for a moment there" he chuckles. "Well Samuel, we're gonna get started now" he hands me the green weird rob thing. I look at it and look back up at him. "ok" i said. I reach into my pocket one more time and pulled out the phone that laid there, i handed it to my mom and went to the bathroom. (moments later) I come out in the nasty rob dress. When i come back they have a hospital bed for me with the IV and blood transfer packs hocked up to it, waiting for me. I stare at all of the equipment that they have there for me. Deep breath in and out. I climb on the bed and lay down as they tell me, following all of their directions. "what the fuck!!" i yelled. yelling in pain, what they had done was stick a long 3 inch needle in my arm while my eyes were closed. "My, my Samuel what a mouth" he laughs. I just look at him with hate in my eyes. "sorry.. that was just unexpected" i said with pain and hurt in my voice. "what kinda shot did you give me?" i looked at him. "Its to numb your arm so we can put the IV in" he turned and looked at the nurse. Moments later my arm feels heavy. I tell him "Doctor, my arm... it feels heavy" always talking in a soft voice, and looking up at the roof. "Ok, now Sam your gonna feel some pressure here, it might feel weird ok here i go" he gets the IV thing and puts it into my arm. My eyes close and my head turns to the side, away from it. The pressure, heh. I felt that, once it was in i look. There to see my blood slowly forming up and flowing down my arm. He puts the cotton pads around the spot where its bleeding. I kept telling myself that i felt like fainting, not because of the blood, but because the pain i know i would be going through and just the thought of knowing whats gonna go on in the next few hours. "ready to go?" he confirmed. "yea...i guess" i said not wanting to. The whole time, my mom is there sitting and watching, i look at her and blow her a kiss. She gets up and comes to me, kisses my forehead and says "Sammy I'll be here waiting for you when you get out, i know this is gonna go well, i have faith and if something does go wrong I want you to know that I love you my son." she kisses my cheek, with a tear rolling down her face. That moment i felt like yelling "Don't let me go please mommy, I'll do anything just don't let they take me!" i felt as if it was the first day of school, Pre K. As i held her hand tight, a tear came from me as well, "Mom i love you too and i know that i will be ok and that nothing is gonna go wrong, pray for me." i smile and let her hand go. They roll me out of the room. The whole time i just looked at my mother, watching her tears fall. I smiled again, waved and blew a kiss. Minutes later I'm in the operation room, looking around. Doctors filled the room, 5 of them. 2 male, 3 female. They talked to me saying what they're gonna do, again I'm thinking "why did i have to join boxing for! and what the hell i don't really wanna know what your gonna do to me!!" i lay there wait for the gas mask. I've had it before, i gotta say out of the whole time i was there that was the best thing about it. "now Samuel this is the gas mask, this helps you fall asleep during the operation" i smirk and nod. The mask is on, i feel great, better then ever.. as time passes by i saw a clock on the wall, i tried my hardest to see what time it was, but my vision is going blur. Alls i know while I'm going out of it, I'm saying i love you to everyone of my friends and my family members one last time if something does happen. I never did remember the time when i last saw the clock. When i woke up, my vision was still a bit blurry. Drugged up, with a blood transfusion and an IV in both my arms. I saw.. a clock i was happy to see it, i don't know why. I looked around the room again and saw a person, now this person i did not know. Keep in mind i cant really see still. From a distance i heard "hello.." The person said with a friendly voice. I tried following the voice but i couldn't. Still drugged and just coming out of surgery i said to this person "night..night.." slurring my words as if i was drunk. A girlish giggle came from this person, wondering who it was, i still couldn't see as well as i wanted to. I asked what time it was but I'm guessing i didn't say it right, considering that this person is still giggling like a girl. I remember the figure telling me it was 10:00 AM. "thank you" I'm guessing i said (i don't really remember what i was saying at the time, but i remember saying something) My vision got a little better i saw the clock clearly now. its was 10:32 AM. I look to see if i can make out this person with a girlie giggle, only to find out it was a girl. Light brown hair, hazel eyes, a thin girl, pretty she was. "hi.." i said real softly and steady. another little giggle from her "hello there." she said sweetly and calm. "I'm Bella Hernandez and you are?". To be continued..